All Chapters of The Virgin Saved by the Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LizandraI looked for the tenth time at the image reflected in the mirror and didn't like what I saw. The white dress was too short and revealing for my taste and didn't suit me. I didn't feel beautiful wearing that outfit."So, Lily?" I inquired, attempting to uplift her spirits. "Ready to have a lot of fun tonight?" After much insistence from everyone, especially Mr. Vicente, I had agreed to accompany Heloísa on a weekend trip to the coast and regretted it from the first minute I set foot in that house and saw Heitor's irritated expression upon our arrival.From what I could understand, Heitor didn't know that we would also be with him and Catarina that weekend and did not like the arrangement at all. I would have returned to Rio at that very moment, but Bernardo managed to convince Heloísa to stay and enjoy, so here we are. Catarina also seemed very happy to see us, which is the least she could do, considering she was responsible for that situation. Heloísa entered the room at tha

Lizandra I noticed the exact moment Heitor arrived on the balcony; it was difficult to explain, but that feeling of anticipation and restlessness only engulfs me when I'm close to him. I tried to remain calm; surely, he would find another place to be. After all, Heitor can't stand me and believes I'm a schemer. But in a surprising turn of events, his next steps indicated that he was approaching where I was, and that made me breathless, something completely nonsensical. He shouldn't affect my body this way, especially when I know he has a girlfriend he plans to marry soon – Heloísa told me – and she could arrive at any moment, potentially catching us together and misunderstanding the situation entirely. "Always thoughtful... contemplating the horizon," Heit

Lizandra Four people stared at me, waiting for an explanation about something I had never stopped to think about. Only now, with all of them looking at me expectantly, did I realize how dull my life in Gostoso was and how I never had real moments of leisure in my twenty years. Convincing people of that might not be so easy, I could tell from their expressions, so I decided not to try. I didn't feel capable of showing this sad side of my life. "I was always too busy to go for a walk on the beach," I explained briefly. "To be honest, I don't even like these things." I always tried to convince myself of this, or I would be depressed for not doing something as simple as going to the beach with friends. Friends I didn't

Lizandra After a quick meal, I returned to the hammock on the balcony and once again tried to entertain myself with reading, even though my thoughts constantly drifted away, and I wasn't referring to the fantastic scenarios described in the book. The Bragança's house was huge, so I would never hear when everyone returned from the barbecue, but since it wasn't even two in the afternoon yet, I lay down peacefully until I heard a very loud crash. Did someone slam the door? That was the only thing I could think of. I quickly got up from the hammock and walked to the living room in time to see Heitor climbing the stairs two steps at a time. Yeah, he must be really upset to have slammed the door like that, I thought. I waited a few minutes for the others to enter, but no one appeared. Did Heitor come back alone? How strange.

Heitor I left Lizandra in her room; she didn't want to see my grandfather before I talked to him about the big turn of events in Angra. So, after unpacking my luggage, I went in search of Grandpa, and unsurprisingly, I found him in the TV room with Jaime and Cristina watching some reality show. "I see everything's fine around here." "Already back?" Grandpa asked, pretending to surprise but was attentive to the TV set. "I thought you'd only return tomorrow." "My boy, we missed you here," Cristina said, hugging me as if I had been away for a month, not just two days. "I know you saw me arrive through the cameras, don't pretend to be surprised, Grandpa."